The red foam was bubbling out with a puff of gas, two horns scraped weakly on the branches, and a pair of huge eyes were blood-red, as if to show the doubts vividly.

Why do these four-legged beasts suffer along with the war between the two-legged beasts?

In the next second, an equally reddish heavy object was thrown on the sheep's head, burying it deep in the darkness along with its doubts.

In the history of warfare, the battle of Jilin Ula is simply unprecedented, it can be regarded as the first peace of large-scale biological warfare, tens of thousands of sheep carrying two bags of heavy soil were driven to the city wall, risking the overwhelming musket shooting on the head, the Qing army did not unload the soil bag, directly on the neck of the sheep everything, the bloody livestock was pushed under the city wall, some Qing troops did not have time to retract, the first shot on the wall has been shot, and the corpse was immediately pressed under the sheep corpse.

The weather was already hot, the rotting corpses emitted a hideous stench, attracting swarms of flies around them, the buzzing sound was palpitating, and rats came out of the mouths of the sticky and disgusting chest wall, and the black slime on the body was stained with a large wriggling white maggot, coupled with the strong smell of blood, the smell of the battlefield was simply disgusting.

Such cruelty may only be comparable to that of the Mongol army when it besieged Constantinople.

However, such a squandering of life, it is indeed to meet the tactical needs, the wide moat of Jilin Ula City has long been filled by the corpse and earthwork, relying on the Dongjiang Army Acropolis, two siege trenches to transport troops to the Ula city wall of more than 80 meters, the most important thing is that in only five or six days, the corpse has been filled in the front of Jilin Ula City almost six meters high, more than 30 meters long slope four, directly the first layer of three-dimensional defense three meters, the second layer of five meters of Dongjiang city wall have been covered.

The Dongjiang army, which had already spread it under its feet, had to awkwardly withdraw to the highest layer and block the passage.

The defense line of the south gate, facing the chaotic battlefield, with a white cloth of medical soldiers covering his face, Yuan Dabao, who was sweating profusely, shouted loudly in a hoarse voice and annoyance: "Fall!"

The heavy clay pot was pushed to the edge of the wall, and was immediately dumped by more than a dozen sergeants from the battlement, and the viscous black liquid poured down, and was immediately poured on the thick pile of corpses, and was driven to the pile of corpses and was shot down by the Qing army, and the sheep that were not yet dead screamed and struggled to jump up against the fierce fire oil, but immediately, several torches were thrown up.

Hula~

The fire oil directly burned a flame several meters high, and at the blazing temperature, the grease on the corpse mountain was baked out, which further fueled the firepower, and the Dongjiang army that was close to even the eyebrows and hair were a little burnt, and they hurriedly retreated.

Looking at the crackling of the sky-high fire, Sun Chuanting's face was extremely grim, this fire did block the war, and the corpses of the Qing army to fill the city could also be burned down for two or three meters, but the reserves of fierce fire oil were so consumed, and there were less than ten jars left, and the precious fierce fire oil was not used for the most critical siege battle, and it was really a waste to use it on a pile of corpses!

And looking at the pontoon bridge on the Songhua River, the cattle driven from the north bank every day are still in an endless stream, if Huang Taiji continues to engage in such blood sea tactics, how to defend next time?

Especially under this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, Sun Chuanting is not only worried about the city wall, but also some invisible killers.

After a great war, there is often a great plague! The hygiene theory learned from Mao Jue, these rats that have eaten the corpses, flies and mosquitoes with viruses are all moving bombs!

Just when Sun Chuanting was thinking about it, a black shadow suddenly came out of the fire and went straight to him, the fire burned at least sixty meters, and the fireworks were soaring, no one expected that there would be such a scene.

"General !! of the Protection Army"

In a panic, more than a dozen guards blocked in front of Sun Chuanting in a panic, and continuously pulled the trigger forward, and the sergeant who was close to the fierce bayonet poked fiercely, and after more than a dozen consecutive blows, the behemoth finally fell down with a whimper.

It turned out to be a strong cow more than two meters long, with burnt black fur on its body, and even its eyes burned, and it was put to the ground by a firearm, and it was still whimpering desperately.

Before the Dongjiang sergeant could recover from the shock, another infantry shouted loudly: "Pay attention below, the Tartars are herding cattle again!"

The herds of grassland cattle were tied to the firecrackers used by the Huang Taiji Honor Guard, and with the firecrackers, these guys rushed up towards the slope of the corpse mountain in a panic, and in the crackling sound, Sun Chuanting's face became even more gloomy, and he snorted heavily.

"Let go of the rejection horse!"

"Reject the horse pile! Hurry up!"

At this end, the sergeant carried a huge wooden stake full of steel nails up to block the slope of the corpse mountain that had reached the head of the city wall, but Sun Chuanting simply walked down the city head anxiously, and just arrived at the root of the city wall, he actually stepped forward and knocked over the water bowl that the sergeant held in his hand.

"There will be an order! To drink water, you must drink hot water boiled by the duty shift, who made you drink well water? ”

"General Commander! This fire is so hot! The duty squad is also busy, a sips or two of cold water, you ......"

"Do you want to come home alive? All unboiled water is poisonous! If there are those who do not obey military orders, they will be directly incorporated into death squads! Die on the battlefield!"

Under the stunned gaze of those soldiers, Sun Chuanting threw his sleeves down, and his eyes were red and he plunged into the barracks under the city wall.

On the other end, the Qing army camp.

For the nobles of Jianzhou, the war in the past few days is as happy as the New Year, looking at the strong bulls who are desperately jumping up in the fire, bursts of laughter continue to come from the banner owner Baylor, and Bao Chengxian, who is also one of the traitors of the Ming Dynasty, has a peach-like fat face full of laughter, and he goes up and hugs his fist heavily.

"In ancient times, there was a single fire ox formation to break the Yan, and now there is my Daqing fire ox formation to break the Ming dog, just relying on some cattle to break his Mao Jue's artillery, the emperor Shengming!"

"Yes! Oh, yes! The emperor is sage! ”

His words caused a lot of sycophants, but the faces of the Mongolian nobles on the steppe who listened to them couldn't stop twitching, some livestock, until now the war has been fought for five days, more than 200,000 sheep and more than 30,000 cattle have been used as cannon fodder to fill under the city of Wula, Jilin, and the Dongjiang River has been burned for the sixth time! The scorched black and thick Chongcheng slope is all the lifeblood of these grassland people, even if they take the food wealth in the city in front of them, what will they rely on to eat next year?

In the midst of grief, Taiji Baba Turhong of Inner Khalkha knelt at the feet of Huang Taiji with a wrinkled face, and pleaded with his head on the ground.

"Tiancong Khan! The blood that this Jilin Ula City drank was enough! If you continue to die like this, the blood will lead to the demons, and disaster will come! Please! Stop driving cattle to the city! ”

"You dare to question the emperor's orders?"

On the head of Xing, the leader of the Zhenghuang Banner, who was a head taller than him, directly grabbed the little old man's collar and pulled him up fiercely.

Although there is not much left of the Manchu and Mongolian families, first subverting the inheritance of the Mongolian tribes, these days in order to compete for livestock, there are more than 100 Taiji small nobles executed, but the harmony on the face still has to be maintained, looking at the Baba Turhong struggling like a turtle on all fours, Huang Taiji is mouth reprimanded: "Tulai, don't you let go quickly?" ”

"Humph!"

Snorting coldly, Thurai threw the little old man to the ground and was about to clench his fists to plead guilty, but the brute was cold and his neck itched violently, and he slapped it over, and the black blood in one hand turned out to kill a big-flowered mosquito.

didn't bother to care about him, his eyes swept over the faces of those grassland nobles who were full of hatred, fear, and suspicion, and Huang Taiji smiled and gestured his hands like a spring breeze.

"Dongjiang also has several large pastures behind the Songhua River, as long as the city in front of you is laid! I give you all the animals there! Don't worry! Just put on another three feet! Tomorrow the army will attack the city, and when the time comes, the food, the children's wealth, the livestock, the tobacco and the wine, all will be everyone's!"

Listening to Huang Taiji's incitative voice, the Mongolian nobles finally recovered some of their morale.

"Your Ministers obey!"

…………

A fire burned the siege corpse mountain more than one meter high, but the burnt black bone residue accompanied by the dirt bags on the cattle, this deadly corpse mountain is a little stronger, and this fire has just been extinguished, at that end, the Qing army is driving the sheep and cattle holding the soil bags to rush to the wall of Jilin Ula, and then directly behind the firearm, draw the bow to shoot these cattle to death on the slope.

Although the cannons of the Dongjiang River were still ringing, the defenders on the city wall could only watch as the deadly slope piled up on their side again.

…………

In the astonishing smell of blood, the fateful day finally came to an end, on the head of the city, around the neck, wrapped themselves like a dumpling, the Dongjiang army nervously and resentfully guarded on this slope, and it was indeed indignant enough, the Qing people did not die a few people, and easily forced them to give up the two low city walls in front of them, looking at the dead cows that were close at hand, everyone knew that the decisive battle was about to break out, and it would be tomorrow.

"General Commander! General Army! That's not going to work! Tonight! Give the last general a soldier and horse tonight, and the last general will kill out to disrupt the military formation of these Tartars, and you will lead people to dismantle it later! You can't let the dog Tartars just attack the city! ”

I don't know if it's hot or anxious, Yuan Dabao's mouth is full of big fire bubbles, but even if it hurts, he still follows behind Sun Chuanting, and keeps shouting anxiously.

But Sun Chuanting ignored him completely, his face was also anxious and rigid, and he kept screaming at the soldiers who hung a white cloth on their sleeves and painted red gourds with cinnabar.

"Once you find a fever and a disease, immediately isolate and pour all the coptis water into Ben Jiang! The walls are strong! Bait must not fall anywhere!"

There is really no waste in the world, those canned food that was cleaned out by Sun Chuanting and discarded and rotted were also put to use at this time, and they were dumped in a few corners of the barracks by the sergeants in a stream of rancid stench, and the big rats that crawled in from outside the city, with blood and ashes on their mouths, went directly into these garbage heaps.

On several main roads, the soldiers of the Tun Guard piled up a low wall about 40 centimeters high with cement bricks, blocking all the main streets leading to the Yalu River and the second half of Jilin Wula City.

Below the military, the burning coal stove was whirring, and the moths and mosquitoes that flew in were also attracted by the firelight, crackling, and some people were constantly killing the insect swarm with torches.

After finishing the command, Sun Chuanting finally took the time to turn around and roar at Yuan Dabao, who was already shouting and smoking, and his same hoarse voice was like a saw blade pulling wood.

"It's all blood and ashes, can it be dismantled in one night? The Tartars have long been prepared for our sneak attack, and how many people will die this night? ”

"But you can't sit back and wait for the Tartars to attack the city! It's just sitting still!"

"Have you read the staff tutorial sent above? Just let them attack! ”

In Yuan Dabao's stunned eyes, Sun Chuanting patted his thighs with hatred!

…………

Just when the Dongjiang army seemed to be sitting and waiting to die, this important night passed again, early in the morning, the desolate horn sound of the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry rose to the sky, and again, tens of thousands of Qing troops with spears and swords, fiercely rushed out of the city.

Kicking the war horse, several warriors of the Qing Kingdom slowly paced to the front, holding a knife in one hand and looking at the front bloodthirsty, but Turai grabbed his neck violently with one hand, and on the back of his neck, a black blood bag bulged out, and the skin that had been scratched by him was open under the itching, and the blood was dripping.

However, no one pays attention to this small injury in the face of the upcoming war! His eyes fell on the four siege slopes filled with corpses and ashes, and even vaguely saw the frightened and nervous eyes of the Dongjiang army with bayonets behind the slopes.

"Beat the drums, march into the army!"

"The warriors of my state, go forward bravely!"

The thunderous war drums rose to the sky, and they had not rushed into battle for a few days, and a large number of Qing troops were recuperating, and the beast blood was boiling and screaming and rushed out of the camp, and immediately drilled into the dug trenches, standing at the head of the city, and even saw the four trenches burning towards the city head like a fuse.

"Cannon !!"

Roaring, Sun Chuanting waved the battle flag on the head of the city, and the heavy Hongyi cannon once again sang a heavy symphony, and the iron ball shot put weighing several catties, and the shrapnel like the Heavenly Maiden scattered flowers fell on the head of the Qing army again.

There was a boom in the dust, and the projectile that pierced into the trench popped and bounced, breaking several thighs in succession, and a shotgun drilled directly into the gap in the shield, and the slick head with only the tail of the money rat in the back cracked like a watermelon.

But this artillery fire shook the sky, and it didn't hinder the Qing army much, along the winding and deep trenches, groups of Jiannu still killed sixty meters below the city in one go!

"Kill!"

The wolf howled, the Qing army holding the shield jumped out of the trench, along the slope built by the corpses of people and livestock, ferociously rushed upward, waiting for this moment, the Dongjiang infantry at the end of the slope neatly hugged the fire gun, fried beans like a crackling gun, even the iron-clad wooden shield was broken by this dense gunfire, more than a dozen Qing soldiers like a sieve spurting blood, flying back to the trench.

But this couldn't restrain the charge of the Qing army at all, the first one died, and the second one rushed forward with a wild shout.

If there were more than a dozen Aka forty-seven rifles, this kind of charge would be completely killed, but the firearms of this era could not compare with later generations after all, even if the three-stage shot also had a shooting gap, relying on this gap, a group of Qing dead soldiers still stepped on the blood wall after all.

It was too late to reload, and the three people of Dongjiang guarding the slope lost their gunpowder in a small bayonet formation, put on a spear and stabbed directly at these heavily armored dead soldiers, and the comrades pushed away the iron-clad wooden shield full of craters, and an infantry fiercely pierced directly into the chest that was exposed from the back, and with a pop, the bayonet did not enter half of it.

But these Qing troops are really dead! Throwing away the knife, the dying Qing army held the barrel of the gun, and forced the Dongjiang infantry back, and the two fell from the city head of more than seven meters together in the scream.

Taking advantage of this gap, another dead soldier of the Qing army wearing three layers of armor slammed in, almost more than 200 pounds against the huge impact force of the shield, and knocked down several Dongjiang troops guarding it.

Bloody hand-to-hand combat began.

…………

Everything really went according to plan! Huang Taiji held his binoculars high, and as he watched, more and more Qing troops ascended to the top of the city, even though the Dongjiang army had encountered an unprecedented enemy in the early morning! In the brutal fighting, he was also pressed backwards step by step. In the corner of the telescope, a Dongjiang army fiercely stabbed a bayonet into the chest of the Qing people, and was immediately slashed on the neck by another knife, covering the neck spurting blood, and fell down, and the other end, the Dongjiang Hongyi cannon that had been hovering like a god of death on the heads of the Qing people for many days flew up in a loud explosion and smashed under the city, and four or five Qing troops who were rushing into the city were crushed by this ton of iron cylinders.

But stepping on their corpses, more than a dozen ladders were erected again, and the ant-like Qing army climbed up fearlessly, and the Dongjiang River, which had already fallen into a melee, no longer had the energy to fire artillery to block it!

After all, there are many Qing soldiers! As the war progressed, the Dongjiang army was full of suppressed the city, although the Qing people were everywhere in the corpses, one by one the watchtowers still fell one after another, the banner of the Dongjiang River fell, the war went on to about four o'clock in the afternoon, under the blood-red sun, the most important south city gate, the blood-red Maozi banner was also like a withered cherry blossom, weakly falling down, the Qing army crowded to the city gate was chaotic, and the last few Dongjiang infantry guarding the gate died tragically in the door, The heavy door bolt was also slashed by a knife, and the gate of Jilin Wula, which had been closed for more than ten days, finally opened to Huang Taiji!

"Good!"

Even if he is as heroic as Huang Taiji, he can't help but shoot the case and applaud loudly.

The turning point of the whole war is just around the corner, and the city walls of Jilin Ula City have finally been captured by him!

The entire Qing army was boiling, and the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry hidden in the trench shouted and rushed to the city gate with flags, and on the gatehouse, the last few Dongjiang defenders were also besieged by several times the Qing army, and fell to the ground in despair. Covered in blood, the last Dongjiang veteran stumbled open the door of the building with a flintlock pistol that had been bent, and fell inside.

However, as soon as they entered the door, a smell of sulfur came to their faces, and more than a hundred vats full of gunpowder came into their eyes, revealing their bloody white teeth hideously, and the Dongjiang veteran slammed into it with a torch.

Bang~

(End of chapter)